"Ah Bing, come, try this, they say this is delicious, what is it called, oh ah fried (oyster fried) ......"

In the night market, Wang Xiaobai held a piece of food and came over to offer treasure.

Murong Bing didn't bother to take care of him.

"Don't like it, do you want to try this drink, it's delicious......"

He followed behind, talking nonsense.

Murong Bing continued to walk forward, angry.

The crooked night market is very famous, and all kinds of people rub shoulders at night.

The two of them walked around, not too interesting, ready to leave, and at this time, in the crowd in front of them, a song came: "The heavy rain that I missed in those years, the love I missed in those years, I really want to hug you, I haven't forgotten to hug you......"

"It's your song. Murong Bing said, glancing at him: "The singing is not bad, do you want to go over and listen to it?"

"Okay. Wang Xiaobai has no opinion.

The two walked over, and there were already many people gathered in the open space, and a young man was holding a guitar and playing and singing to himself. It can be heard that the boy should be from a professional college, and when singing this song, although the emotions in it are not as good as that of a professional singer like Chu Tiange, he is very showy and has a unique style.

After the song was sung, there was a burst of applause, and someone in the audience came out and threw the money into the money box in front of the boy.

The boy continued to sing, and he sang the song written by Wang Xiaobai - "The Sea and the Sky".

It's an extremely showy way of singing, but this song doesn't need any show-off skills, just shout out the anger and unwillingness in your heart hard.

So this song is not as good as Wang Xiaobai.

The two of them listened to the song quietly, and after the song was over, Murong Bing walked up and threw a hundred-yuan bill into the singer's cash box, and when she returned to Wang Xiaobai's face, her mood suddenly became a little depressed, and she said after a while: "Xiaobai, can you sing me a song?"

(Attention boys, if a girl suddenly becomes depressed when she hears a song, it's time for boys to change their performance.) Diabetic please wait first, don't let her taste the sweetness, I pee yellow, let me wake her up. ）

Wang Xiaobai said, "Okay, what do you want to hear?"

"Whatever, as long as you're singing it. A shallow smile appeared on Murong Bing's face.

"Good. ”

With that, he walked over to the singer, took out all the money he had on him, and stuffed it into his cash box.

The singer's eyes widened, you, you are ...... Lu Rong...... 's competitor, Wang Xiaobai?

Under the singer's surprised gaze, he said, "Can I borrow your device and use it, can I sing a song?"

The singer naturally had no opinion, and handed over the microphone and guitar to Wang Xiaobai.

What song should I sing?

He looked up at the sky, and suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Under this clear starry sky, a soothing ballad is given to everyone - Xingqing." ”

After speaking, he gently plucked the strings, and the soothing music was played, which made people feel relaxed.

Listening quietly, after the prelude was played, he slowly opened his mouth and began to sing.

"Riding the wind and wandering by the blue sky

A cloud fell in front of me

Pinch into your shape

Follow me with the wind

Eat the sorrow one bite at a time

Carrying you is like carrying the sun

Everywhere you go, it's sunny."

The soothing song, uttered in his clean voice, slowed the footsteps of the passerby, and finally stopped to listen to him sing this melodic song.

Murong Bing was slightly stunned, is it a new song again?

Even though I overestimate him as much as I can, I'm always amazed by his talent. There's nothing bad about that, though, is it?

With a smile on her face, she listened to the song—a song of her own.

Hand in hand, one step, two steps, three steps, four steps, looking at the sky

Look at the stars, one, two, three, four connected in a line

Back to back, silently make a wish

See if the distant stars can be heard

……

After about four minutes of a song, he didn't finish it all, but only halfway through it, he bowed to the bottom.

Applause.

"Do it again!"

"I haven't heard enough, let's do it again!"

“……”

Everyone looked at Wang Xiaobai with expectant eyes, and Wang Xiaobai just shook his head slightly.

The two walked side by side.

Murong Bing had a smile on his face, humming the song in his heart: "Hand in hand, one step, two steps, three steps, four steps, looking at the sky......"

Suddenly, she stopped, looked at him, and held out her hand.

"What's wrong?"

"Take me. Murong Bingluo generously stretched out his hand, since you don't take the initiative, then let me take the initiative, it's okay anyway.

“…… Good. Wang Xiaobai smiled and held her hand tightly.

However, at this moment, a person suddenly rushed out from behind, bumped Murong Bing's shoulder, and almost fell. Wang Xiaobai took advantage of the situation to hold her waist, and the warm embrace made Murong Bing's heart pound.

"Are you alright?" he asked with concern.

Her heart was sweet, her cheeks were crimson, and she was about to get up from his arms, but he suddenly said seriously, "Don't move." ”

The four eyes touched, as if an electric current flashed, Murong Bing clenched his fists a little nervously, but his body remained very obedient.

He looked at her very seriously, his head leaning over little by little, getting closer and closer.

Want...... Kiss?

Me, I haven't kissed yet!

If you forget to brush your teeth when you take a shower, will it smell?

It's all to blame on this bastard, the person who hurt him was so anxious that he even forgot to brush his teeth.

Slowly, she closed her eyes.

Sting!

Suddenly, her eyelids hurt a little, she opened her eyes suddenly, and asked with a little anger, "What are you doing?"

"You have dirty stuff on your face. Look!" he reached over and a false eyelash.

Murong Bing's face was dark, and the old lady's eyes were closed, just to tear the false eyelashes that I had so hard to glue?

He was still unconscious, and continued: "This thing is quite amazing, you see that this hair is so short, how can it be arranged so neatly? ”

I don't get angry, I don't get angry, keep smirking.

"Guess?!"

She replied with a smile, and said, "Let go of me, it's hot." ”

It's autumn, what's still hot?

What's wrong with this woman, she's been getting more and more moody lately.

He was just about to let go when a voice suddenly shouted: "Don't move, don't move, keep your current position......"

One person held a SLR and slapped it vigorously at the two of them.

"Perfect! It's perfect! I'm finally in love again!"

The man had a scruffy beard, his hair was shawl, he didn't know how many days he hadn't washed it, he was dirty, if it weren't for the SLR on his hand worth hundreds of thousands, he thought he was a bum.

Murong Bing was a little displeased, he didn't expect to be secretly photographed by the paparazzi on the crooked street, but then he felt that the man was a little familiar, as if he had seen it in a fashion magazine.

The man didn't run away after taking the photo, but walked over and said enthusiastically: "I'm sorry to disturb the two of you, I was so excited just now, because the man's actions when he was cleaning the dirt on the woman's face just now made me realize that this is the love I have been looking for." ”

“……”

Murong Bing's expression stiffened, listening to the way you spoke, probably haven't been in love yet, right?

The man was still talking: "By the way, let me introduce myself, my name is Yang Zitao, and I am ......."

"Fashion Magazine Special Photographer, Yang Zitao?" Murong Bing suddenly remembered, no wonder this person was a little familiar, it turned out that he was indeed a little famous.

"Miss has heard of me?" Yang Zitao said in surprise.

Murong Bing nodded slightly and said, "Naturally, five years ago, he became famous in the photography world because of a group of "Souls", and then worked as a special photographer in the authoritative magazine "Fashion Magazine" of photography magazines. But it seems that since three years ago, you have not published any works, right? There is a lot of speculation about you, but they didn't expect you to be in the bend. ”

"Yes, miss, I really haven't worked much in the past three years, because I can't find the passion that can trigger my soul!" Yang Zitao was a little depressed, but not depressed, and suddenly became excited again: "But until I saw you, my passion was finally burned." ”

He took two steps forward excitedly, Wang Xiaobai pulled Murong Bing back two steps, this guy is a little abnormal, he has to stay away.

"Can I make an overly demanding request to both of you?"

Yang Zitao didn't notice Wang Xiaobai's vigilance at all, and still said excitedly.

"No, I can't. ”

Wang Xiaobai resolutely refused.

This sentence is already very excessive, and you still want to summarize it?

“……”

Yang Zitao was dumbfounded.